Some of you know I’ve written one book. Some of you have read it, and I thank you for your kind words and your contribution to the Double Wide Fund.
I started this blog as an additional creative outlet, a way to hone my writing craft as I compiled stories for my next book. A great many of the posts in this blog will be in that book, along with stories you’ve never seen before.
I like to think I’ve become a polished enough writer that this book will be better than the first. When I look back at my earlier stuff, many of the stories in Life, Death and Everything In Between now seem a bit raw and amateurish…
…which brings me to the subject of this post, something really raw and amateurish. Last year I started on another book, a work of pure fiction.
Folks, fiction is hard. The characters I’ve developed have their real-life counterparts, and much of the plot is based upon my own experiences, but taking these characters off on a path I’ve not yet tread is proving to be a challenge.
The Publisher is a bit cool on the prospect of publishing this project, and I totally understand. It’s really not his niche.
I started this fictional novel with the assumption that its words would never see print, and my expectations haven’t changed. I do plan to finish it, however, and it has languished in a folder on my laptop for too long.
So let me introduce you to Star of Life, my fledgling attempt at EMS fiction. The prologue is already up, and I intend to post a new chapter each week.
Y’all give it a look, and tell me what you think.
